American Pie

American Pie is a folk rock song by Don McLean. It is sun onf Fridays as the opening number to Stage Show.

Lyrics

 * A long long time ago
 * I can still remember how that music used to make me smile
 * And I knew if I had my chance
 * That I could make those people dance
 * And maybe they'd be happy for a while
 * But February made me shiver
 * With every paper I'd deliver
 * Bad news on the doorstep
 * I couldn't take one more step
 * I can't remember if I cried
 * When I read about his widowed bride
 * But something touched me deep inside
 * The day the music died
 * So, bye-bye, Miss American Pie
 * Drove my chevy to the levee
 * But the levee was dry
 * And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
 * Singin' this'll be the day that I die
 * This'll be the day that I die
 * Did you write the Book of Love
 * And do you have faith in God above
 * If the Bible tells you so
 * Do you believe in rock n' roll
 * Can music save your mortal soul
 * And can you teach me how to dance real slow
 * Well, I know that you're in love with him
 * 'Cause I saw you dancin' in the gym
 * You both kicked off your shoes
 * Man, I dig those rhythm & blues
 * I was a lonely, teenage broncin' buck
 * With a pink carnation and a pickup truck
 * But I knew I was out of luck
 * The day the music died
 * I started singin'
 * Bye-bye, Miss American Pie
 * Drove my chevy to the levee
 * But the levee was dry
 * And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
 * Singin' this'll be the day that I die
 * This'll be the day that I die
 * Now for ten years we've been on our own
 * And moss grows fat on a rollin' stone
 * But that's not how it used to be
 * When the Jester sang for the King and Queen
 * In a coat he borrowed from James Dean
 * In a voice that came from you and me
 * Oh, and while the King was looking down
 * The Jester stole his thorny crown
 * The courtroom was adjourned
 * No verdict was returned
 * And while Lenin read a book on Marx
 * The quartet practiced in the park
 * And we sang dirges in the dark
 * The day the music died
 * We were singin'
 * Bye-bye, Miss American Pie
 * Drove my chevy to the levee
 * But the levee was dry
 * And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
 * Singin' this'll be the day that I die
 * This'll be the day that I die
 * Helter Skelter in a summer swelter
 * The birds flew off with a fallout shelter
 * Eight miles high and falling fast
 * It landed foul on the grass
 * The players tried for a forward pass
 * With the Jester on the sidelines in a cast
 * Now the half-time air was sweet perfume
 * While the Sergeants played a marching tune
 * We all got up to dance
 * Oh but we never got the chance
 * 'Cause the players tried to take the field
 * The marching band refused to yield
 * Do you recall what was revealed
 * The day the music died
 * We started singing
 * Bye-bye, Miss American Pie
 * Drove my chevy to the levee
 * But the levee was dry
 * And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
 * Singin' this'll be the day that I die
 * This'll be the day that I die
 * Oh, and there we were, all in one place
 * A generation lost in space
 * With no time left to start again
 * So come on, Jack, be nimble, Jack be quick
 * Jack Flash sat on a candlestick
 * 'Cause fire is the devils only friend
 * Oh, and as I watched him on the stage
 * My hands were clenched in fists of rage
 * No angel born in Hell
 * Could break that Satan's spell
 * And as flames climbed high into the night
 * To light the sacrificial rite
 * I saw Satan laughing with delight
 * The day the music died
 * He was singing
 * Bye-bye, Miss American Pie
 * Drove my chevy to the levee
 * But the levee was dry
 * And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
 * Singin' this'll be the day that I die
 * This'll be the day that I die
 * I met a girl who sang the blues
 * And I asked her for some happy news
 * But she just smiled and turned away
 * I went down to the sacred store
 * Where I'd heard the music years before
 * But the man there said the music wouldn't play
 * And in the streets the children screamed
 * The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed
 * But not a word was spoken
 * The church bells all were broken
 * And the three men I admire most
 * The Father, Son and the Holy Ghost
 * They caught the last train for the coast
 * The day the music died
 * And they were singin'
 * Bye-bye, Miss American Pie
 * Drove my chevy to the levy
 * But the levy was dry
 * And them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye
 * Singing this'll be the day that I die
 * This will be the day that I die
 * They were singin'
 * Bye-bye, Miss American Pie
 * Drove my chevy to the levy
 * But the levy was dry
 * And them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye
 * Singing this'll be the day that I die
 * Drove my chevy to the levy
 * But the levy was dry
 * And them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye
 * Singing this'll be the day that I die
 * This will be the day that I die
 * They were singin'
 * Bye-bye, Miss American Pie
 * Drove my chevy to the levy
 * But the levy was dry
 * And them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye
 * Singing this'll be the day that I die
 * Singing this'll be the day that I die